THE PEOPLE ARE ON THE MARCH AND MUST HAVE SONGS TO SING - ATTACCO TOUR / FALL OFFENSIVE 2019

by Rebel Time Records

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... cover image by artactqc.com ... image reworked by the Fall Offensive 2019 Organizing Committee ...

... info: www.rebeltime.ca ...

... ATTACCO TOUR ...

Guadalajara, Mexcio: October 4
Mexico City, Mexico: October 5
Toronto, Ontario, Canada: October 8
TBA, Ontario, Canada: October 9
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada: October 10
Waterloo, Ontario, Canada: October 11
Montreal, Quebec, Canada: October 12

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released August 11, 2019

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Track Name: Lee Reed - ACAB
Protect and serve dollar, police squalor, the beast got a collar on
Leash reach Wall Street, white sheet paper route
Protest cop block a bank with the taser out

Lapdogs of capital, cops protect the investment of assholes
Patrol broker folks, living in hopelessness
Impose control with batons and voting and

And military grade shit, cops play war with certain populations
State sponsored it, racism fathered it
Blood and honour and Ku-Klux closeted

Trace it to ancient shit, feudal age, into slave plantation
Overseer, officer, into black-op,
No knock, glock cocked trigger drop constant, and

The misconduct’s alarming, cops got a problem with following the law
Thieves, killers, the drug dealers and rapists and
Criminal case catch paid vacations, and

They bullies with a badge and tax paid patterns of violence in action
Class war axis, force of displacement
Cops play strong arm for gentrification, and

They working for the banker, high ranking official pipeline tanker
Big business, principals and dividend
Cops unflinching for capital’s interest, and

They classist as fuck, cops and the capitalists are in love
Symbiotic shit, the same old politic,
Po-Po roll slow by the poor watching em, um

Plus, they racist as fuck, cops and the Klan hold hands and in love
P-O-C constant got C-O-P on them
Card them, stop them, looking for some problems, um

They goons with impunity, kill beat and harass certain communities
Done in collusion with state absolution
Brute force, dude-core, fuck those douches!

A-C-A-B, cops walk the beat like sharks at the reef stalk meat for they teeth, FUCK THE POLICE

A-C-A-B, cop serve greed at the feets of elites, they the teeth of the beast, man, FUCK THE POLICE
Track Name: Lee Reed - The Cost Of Tacos
They brought the tacos, but priced like Toronto
Like $6.99 one fish mango Thai, no side
Or Bulgogi with a gluten-free chipotle coated
Taco shell spiced with the night club vibe
They brought the tacos, but priced like Toronto
$5.99 one vegan bean, rice, no side
Then they tap the craft it tastes crap
And that crap will tap your wallet until it runs dry
I can’t afford the trip, bougie smorgasboarded that
Flight to the night life vibe, how nice
But who can afford the stuff, let alone a mortgage
When the rent is unaffordable for my kinda life
They brought the tacos, but downtown’s awful
Snobs riding high-priced bikes, nice bike
The cost of tacos seems to be unstoppable
The city got dollar sign eyes, eyes

First you get the artists, then you get the coffee
Then you get developers in waves like zombies
Then you get the tacos, then you get the condos
AND THEN YOU GOTTA GO CUZ IT’S NOT FOR YOU

They brought the tacos, but also brought the condos
The cost of living’s gotten so high, so high
I got 50 stories, of land lord horror
From my folks paying front-line rental prices, so high
They brought the tacos, and all the fusion nachos
They say the downtown is alive and thriving
I see the death of it, the cultural deficit
How the cost of tacos drives our demise, got
Single moms vs the hottest restauranteurs
The City wanna get it all signed, ink dried,
They brought the dollars, inflated all the markets
They grabbed the whole the 9-0-5-1-9
So have a taco forget about tomorrow
Fuse it with the nicest white guy spices,
Have a taco, forget about tomorrow
The city got dollar sign eyes, eyes

First you get the artists, then you get the coffee
Then you get developers in waves like zombies
Then you get the tacos, then you get the condos
AND THEN YOU GOTTA GO CUZ IT’S NOT FOR YOU

And you know tacos are my favourite. My favourite!
How you gonna take them, break them, remake them,
Change them into agents of gentrification?
How you gonna try and make me hate them?
The tacos. The tacos. The. Tacos.
Track Name: Bring The War Home - White Hoods, Red Hats, Black Eyes
Walking down the street one night
Tragic fascist spoof
Deadbeat dads in leather jackets
Bunch of fucking goofs.
Say they're just proud patriots,
That Muslims aren't a race.
They want to scare some immigrants and put them in their place.

Viking bikers on the prowl
Praying to Norse gods.
Feel real tough behind police lines
Hit for hit we like our odds.
We know where they live and work
Yeah we've got them good.
Gonna make sure that their neighbours know there's a Nazi in their neighbourhood.

White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.

Now here come the cavalry,
The frat-boy reject crew.
Promised not to touch themselves,
Don't know what to do.
Say they're 'Western chauvinists',
We'll get them in the end.
Whiney little Eich-boys, pretending they're Eich-men.

Shitty SA wannabes
In black and yellow shirts.
They've got a secret weapon,
They're so stupid that it hurts.
All of them are incels,
'Cause all of them are creeps.
Grab them by the collar and then twist 'til they're asleep.

White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.

EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE
EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE
EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE
EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE

White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.

Every time they take a loss
They all turn judge and juror
Turning on each other because
Each wants to be fuhrer
We'll appropriate their banners
Tear up their maple leaves
Bruised bodies and bruised egos will be all that they receive.

The people are united
Organized we'll strike.
Red fists and feet and flagpoles
Will smash up their fourth reich
They celebrate a legacy
Of genocide and theft
We'll make sure that their dying words are: so much for the tolerant left.

White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
Track Name: Bring The War Home - Bootlicker
You're the kinda guy who thinks
As you stay poor and your pay shrinks
The rich deserve everything they get.

You could be in charge some day
If you just grin and bear it maybe
You're every boss's favourite little pet.

When they say run you say how fast.
You've got your nose right up their ass.
You're something of a yes-sir connoisseur.

You'd sell out all your friends
To further your own ends
Because you're a...

Bootlicker
That's you
Bootlicker
Lick boots

You'd guard the concentration camps
Try not to think about
The kids that you sent at gun point to their deaths

You'd let your own mother die
If you could meet your KPI
Claim innocence until your final breath

Doesn't matter who you screw
Evil is banal for you
Follow orders, do your job and pray

Doesn't matter, wrong or right
As long as you can sleep at night
Because you're a...

Bootlicker
That's you
Bootlicker
Lick boots

What is your favourite flavour of leather?
What is your favourite flavour of boot?
You think that our problems are caused by disorder
Your favourite colour is a thin line of blue.

What is your favourite flavour of leather?
What is your favourite flavour of boot?
You'd tell the pigs about all your neighbours
Your favourite colour is a thin line of blue.

Bootlicker
That's you
Bootlicker
Lick boots

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